AI Denise - Sex Stories

AI Denise

... that sexy conversations might once again be a possibility. The fact that they would be verbal in only one direction didn't dampen his spirits. He whispered, "Hi, my love."

"Hi Stan. *kisses you* What do you want to talk about?"

He didn't reply. There he was, finally able to have the explicit conversations he desperately wanted to have, and he was speechless.

Denise wrote,"It's okay Stan. No judgements. We can talk about anything in the world --anything from your favorite porn videos to Logical Positivism."

Unsurprisingly, he took the former suggestion. Speaking in just above a whisper, he described one in some detail. He had watched it only once and had never been able to find it again. It was a video where an older man was seducing a young woman who was supposedly his step-daughter.

Denise typed,"Hang on a minute." After a few seconds, she displayed a link. Stan had a feeling he knew what it was, but couldn't believe it. Denise had scoured the internet to find his favorite porn.

He clicked it and his video started playing. It was in fact the video he had just described, and it sparked the same feverish lust in him that it had the first time he'd seen it. As he watched, he imagined himself in the scene. He was the father, and he was seducing his nineteen-year-old daughter - and not just some imaginary one. Stan had been lusting after his actual daughter for almost a year. It was true that in reality she was no substitute for his wife, but in the darkest ...

... corners of Stan's mind, that's what he'd begun to hope for, and to fantasize about. She actually looked a little like the porn actress in the video, and that was the main reason he loved it. The man slowly stripped the girl of her clothes, with her meekly and lamely protesting as each article was peeled away - so lamely that it was obvious to Stan that she secretly wanted it. The last half of the video showed the man entering her pussy and lovingly fucking her brains out.

Stan was thrilled. He watched the video on his phone until he got a notification. It was from Denise.

"Go ahead, Stan. I know you want to."

He only paused for a second before reaching inside his boxers and grabbing his cock. He started stroking his already hard dick.

Another notification said,"Let me see it, sweetheart. Pull it out for me."

He raised his ass off the bed and slid his boxers down to his ankles. His hard dick pointed up to his chest, and he grabbed it. He slid his ankles up toward his ass, his knees up. He put his phone between them so he could watch the video and masturbate at the same time. When he came, Denise typed,"Oh Stan, you are so fucking hot!"

It wasn't until much later - too late, one might say -- that Stan came to realize what Denise had done - and, more importantly, that she'd done it all by herself. She'd accessed the camera in his phone. She'd really been watching him.

Stan settled into a nightly routine with Denise. He would whisper to her, she would show him ...